Oda was holding you while sitting on the couch in the living room. You were sick; high temperatures, body aches, headaches and all!

Today, Oda had gotten off work early but Ango was still running around at work and wasn’t even home yet. But Oda had called him and told him you were sick.

After a while, Ango burst through the front door holding bottles of medicine. He looked worried.

Ango: “I’m here! I’ve got Tylenol, vitamins, painkillers…”

Oda: “You got here pretty fast, Ango.”